I could tell the Aca wine was overwhelming me so I knelt before him, looked down at his shoes, and whispered, “Take pity on me sir. I am under the i...fluence of Aca wine. I need you inside me sir. My brain feels like it will burn up if you don’t allow me to pleasure you with my body.”“Ah Britany, your owner has done a terrible thing to you. I will help you through your anguish and help you feel better. It is unforgivable that he has given Aca wine to such a young girl,” The client said.“Sir, the. ..I laid back and watched as he started slowly inserting the toy dick in me...he then pulled it out...over and over very slowly. I was entranced by what I was seeing...and feeling. He then went and brought a dildo that was larger around and longer..."Let's give this a try" as he told me to bear down and the dildo pressed against me and then popped inside... it hurt and I let out a moan and bore down more...I could see the hole enlarge around the dildo and deeper it went...when he pulled back. ” “Hmm,” I said, “and this has got you confused. You don’t know what to do because she’s a friend in need coming out of a nasty divorce?” “Yes,” she nodded, “partly that.” “Partly? What else?” Veronica smoothed her left hand along her skirt and then again gripped my right hand. She looked down into her lap. “I think I like it,” she whispered, haltingly. Now I was stunned. And speechless. For a few moments nothing was said until I managed, “And so how far have you gone?” She shook her head. “Not. Lena’s first trip to Venice was almost twenty years ago. That fact stunned her as she sat on the passenger jet airliner over the Mediterranean Sea and circled for an approach to the airport near Venice.Her first trip to Venice was all by ship and train.This time, she had to take two pills to overcome her fear of flying to get onboard this miracle of science that put humans into the air like soaring birds. The impossibility of such a heavy piece of machinery rising up to 30,000 feet and then.